"Sister, your look is wrong, you need to be more proud!"
Lu Yuan was seriously and responsibly correcting Lu Li's "strong temperament."
"Stand tall, raise your head, and look at people with your chin! Be more cool! Oh! Didn't I tell you to stretch your neck? Why are you so stupid? Look at me..."
Lu Li was sweating profusely, and was getting a little impatient with Lu Yuan's nagging: "Second child, who are you calling stupid? Do you need a photoshoot?"
"Yes! Yes! That's the momentum!"
Lu Yuan's eyes lit up: "This is the right feeling! Ah! I understand! Sister, when the time comes, just treat everyone as me! Just remember, everyone you see is my younger brother, and I'll take pictures of them whenever I say so!"
While the Lu sisters were diligently honing their acting skills, a piece of news also spread in Area F70.
Yanchikov will hold a funeral for Metev at five o'clock tonight.
The funeral took place in the square in front of the regional guard building.
Anyone can participate.
After all, Metev was the captain of the third squad who made outstanding contributions to the F70 area.
Ning Fan, who received this news, fell into deep thought.
He couldn't figure out Yanchikov's approach.
He could probably guess that this funeral was definitely not just a farewell for Metev.
However, Ning Fan couldn't figure out what Yangchikov, who had been silent for a day, wanted to do at the funeral.
"Ning Fan, shall we go?"
Huizi asked.
Ning Fan pondered for a long time.
"Go and have a look."
…
4:30 in the evening.
Quite a few people have gathered in the square.
Regional guards surrounded the square and prohibited outsiders from entering, so they could only "watch the ceremony" from a distance.
In the center of the square, Metev's body lay in an exquisite coffin.
A single sofa was placed on the temporary platform.
The owner of the sofa has not yet arrived.
Under the platform, eleven squad leaders stood in a row.
You can see different emotions in their eyes.
On the right side of these squad leaders, a lone figure stood out.
Rosie.
Judging from his appearance, he is quite different from these people.
At the same time, he does not belong to any team.
He seemed very abrupt.
At this moment, Luo Xi frowned tightly, with deep doubt in his eyes.
It was obvious that he had no idea what Yanchikov was going to do.
Metev is on Luo Xi's side.
Although they may not be that loyal, in a place like this, just putting in enough effort on the surface is enough.
Could it be...
Didn't Yanchikov know about this?
Luo Xi frowned, his mind racing, but he still couldn't come up with an answer.
Only ten minutes before five o'clock, Yanchikov arrived.
On the periphery, Ning Fan saw the absolute authority of the F70 area for the first time.
He is not good-looking.
This was Ning Fan's first impression of him.
If he met him outside, Ning Fan would never have thought that this balding middle-aged man was the old fox who could easily maneuver between the two regions.
Yanchikov came out from outside the crowd, followed by a woman.
That hot woman named Sophia.
When Yanchikov walked into the square, all the squad leaders first stood up straight and then bowed respectfully to him.
Yanchikov walked towards the platform without looking around and sat on the sofa.
Although, this is a funeral.
But there was no sadness on Yanchikov's face.
Instead, he had a faint smile on his face.
The woman stood beside the sofa with a frosty look on her face, as if she didn't want anyone to approach her.
During the entire process, there was only one person in the square who did not bow to Yanchikov.
Rosie.
He watched Yanchikov walk past him and sit on the sofa, the emotions in his eyes becoming more and more complicated.
"Is everyone here?"
Yanchikov asked without warning.
He didn't look at anyone, and no one present knew who he was asking.
Sophia glanced at the squad leaders present, and finally set her sights on Luo Xi.
"Everyone is here."
"Has the murderer arrived too?"
Yanchikov asked.
As soon as these words were spoken, before Sophia could respond, all the squad leaders present were stunned.
Luo Xi's face twisted.
he……
What does it mean?
Didn’t the previous news say that Metev died of illness due to overwork?
If that's the case, how can there be a murderer? !
In addition to the people in the square, Ning Fan also fixed his gaze!
On the side, Huizi had already put his hand on his waist and touched his dagger.
Xu Ben raised his hand and placed it on the giant crossbow on his back.
Qiao Fei didn't follow them, but went back to do his own thing.
"Ning Fan..."
Huizi's face was slightly gloomy and his eyes were full of vigilance.
Fortunately, there are shadows everywhere.
Once Huizi finds out that Yangchikov wants to harm them, he can control some people immediately.
"Brother Hui, Daben, don't be nervous."
Ning Fan lowered his voice: "This matter has nothing to do with us."
In fact, when Yang Qikov said the word "murderer", Ning Fan became alert at the first moment.
Could it be that Yanchikov was trying to lure them here?
But when I think about it carefully, I feel something is wrong.
If Yanchikov really guessed that they were the murderers and intended to kill them...
There's no need for such a funeral!
Outside, the hunting teams of the ninth and eleventh squads were surrounding the hunting team of the third squad, and Ning Fan and his team couldn't get out.
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